Grave Impressions

They left us for dead

Decades in a shallow grave

Dying to breathe we got tired of the music of sleeping with both hearts beating.

Born low among possibilities still pending extending into the feelings, the dreams, and unknown countries we are still visiting.

Creature comforts foreign as living in a car, house, and life on fire.

Brake lines throats cut, full speed into death.

Rays of light bleed over as bones crack with life.

Eyes roll forward in anticipation.

Jaw memory coming into line

Skin healing as dust clears our throats climbing skyward drinking in new breath.

Chests rise and fall.

Limbs connect head, shoulders, knees, and toes.

Levitation of temptations to fall back in time wave as they depart in the whispers.

Stray thoughts escape on the last wave of light that sweeps.

Clouds water us back to life.

Triumphs linger in piss poor vibrations that echo like dull weather that drifts in one place wasting the best days of their lives.

The body count dwindles.

Inertia bellows as lift off ensues coloring faces bright and rich in health

Prisons collapse, worlds drown, rivers and wells subdued

Time is only here to kill

Knees shake on upward ascent

Capping the heights that belong to the forward progressions

Rights given back at last.

We embrace the fall we were given

Bad gifts overwhelming the holidays celebrated to disarm.

Litter the desolation they left us in.

Cheshire cat smiles lined the daymares of false gospel

Predatory loans given on interests outside of the fold.

Ivory control towers sway in the winds 

Child sacrifices now and then keep the cracks filled

Staph lines that leading to center stages.

Folding hands into honest shapes.

Truth sings on high.

The dead live now outright

Infirmaries need not apply

Pour a little salt

We are heading to the sky